" He's smarter than some," I said since the boy he was talking about had spent two years in the minors and built a good record through double-A. He kn...ew how to pitch, not just throw. And he listened and worked hard. I had talked to him about the need to do something different on the third time through the line-up, and he actually understood the concept."Anyhow, go see Johnson; he'll be catching. Gimme at least three good innings, hear? Five'd be better. Wanna rest some people y'know"I nodded,. We eventually exited it onto I-110, the Harbor Freeway, going south into South Central Los Angeles.We had previously decided to skip the northern areas of South Central, where the various colleges and the University of Southern California were located, feeling there wouldn’t be the kind of information there that we were seeking. Getting off of I-110 at exit 18B, West Slauson Ave., we worked our way through the area going south. We stopped at strip malls and other places where people were. Robert Burns. From the thickness of the file these investigators seemed to have done their job well – or they could just be padding their bill – I would soon find out which.Within the first few pages it became obvious they were not padding their bill. The report covered an initial period of a week and then periodic observations over the next couple of weeks. There were more photos, which included some that looked like they were taken at or near a school. I was surprised to see her school. Damn! It was a truncheon all right!His balls grew taut, taking up the slack in his scrotum. His chest heaved as his breathing grew snore labored. He kept increasing the pace of his stroking. Faster and faster, harder and harder. God, it felt good. He was getting closer and closer.The little devils of desire led lurid and forbidden fantasies to him as rapidly as he stroked his heated cock. They shoveled the fuel for his tortured fire of incestuous lust... faster and faster, harder and harder....